The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1232 The old and cunning master Yan 1
The crisp sound fell in the pouring rain.

Everyone couldn't help but looked over.

The young man's beautiful and picturesque peach blossom eyes slightly raised, the dark eyes gleamed with brilliance, and his aura was cold and noble, which was extremely powerful.

"Ten A-level fighters, twelve B-level fighters, and 26 low-level fighters."

"Among Class A, the powerful Star Thief Group is only as big as you are now."

The young man spoke slowly, a smile bloomed on his handsome face, obviously very satisfied.

Her eyebrows on the right side were raised high, and she said casually, "Master, I will make a bet with you."

"how?"

The prisoners who fell into ecstasy howled like wild animals one by one, immersed in the joy of regaining what they lost.

Hearing the sound, he raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth.

"Why should we listen to you!"

"that is!"

"I'll be free soon... Ahahaha!"

"A baby from nowhere—"

Before the prisoner could finish his sentence, an incomparably powerful invisible force suddenly hit his face.

The power was so ethereal and powerful that the prisoner seemed to be slapped in the face.

However, that slap is iron.

The whole person was thrown out, blood mixed with broken teeth, scattered all over the ground.

The joy on the faces of the prisoners disappeared instantly.

The howling sound stopped, and his face was full of horror.

That emotion finally calmed down.

One by one tensed their nerves and went to look at the tall and handsome young man in white.

Under the rain curtain, the figure of the boy in white was very weak.

The handsome face is smiling, the smile is clear and shallow, and the demeanor is cold.

That appearance does not seem to be a soldier, but more like an ordinary person with no power to restrain a chicken.

But you look around.

There are clearly several people standing there, but the first thing you notice is the boy in white.

Prisoners stand in the rain.

An invisible barrier separates them.

The two sides confronted each other quietly.

A young prisoner standing on the far left took a step forward.

The prison clothes were washed through by the rain and stuck to the man, revealing his muscular muscles and bulging chest.

The most powerful prisoner in this prison.

A-level strength force fighter, Prison Bird.

"How do you want to bet?"

Yan Tao chuckled softly, stretched out her plain and slender fingers, and pointed them in the air, "I'll bet on your lives and freedom."

"If you can win the bet, I will let you go free."

free.

free.

This is what all the prisoners who rushed out the door wanted most.

Day and night, they were trapped in the prison, and they could only see the palm-sized sky above their heads.

To dream is to be free.

Prison Bird clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Why do you give us freedom."

"I am a Grade A criminal of the Empire."

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows impatiently, "I'll give you three seconds. If you want to gamble, stay here. If you don't want to gamble, go back. I'll pretend that the prison escape never happened."

"Of course... including you too."

The young man glanced at the three men in black over there with a half-smile.

"Three, two, one!"

"Fat song."

"Yes, sir."

Song Lingfeng turned on the light screen from the void: "12 A-level criminals: prison bird, Lan Feng...B-level criminals..."

After clicking the names once, Song Lingfeng observed his nose, nose, and heart, "There are 48 escaped criminals here, and they are automatically regarded as participating in the gambling game."

"Master's game is divided into two rounds. In the first round, you can survive the master's attack for 10 minutes. Winners can continue to the next game."

(End of this chapter)